Chapter Twenty-Seven: A 'Big Gift' for You!

Xie Shuchen looked at Xie Yueyue directly, with a faint touch of strange emotion in his eyes.

"Look at what? Am I wrong? Xie Yueyue tilted her head and raised her toes: "You are the garbage league!" ”

The corners of Xie Shuchen's mouth rose slightly: "Yueyue, you are a famous lady, why are you talking so ugly?" ”

"What's even harder, do you want to try it?"

"Okay Yueyue, Shuchen is your second brother after all, don't go too far." Xie Qianchuan's brows were about to twist into a ball.

"Qianchuan, they were the ones who went too far first!" He Zhirong was angry: "Look what they just said!" Isn't it just that I married a wife and went home arrogantly! Xie Shuchen, if you have the ability, you can use it to pick up what others don't want? ”

Ling Luo's face changed suddenly!

This is really ugly, although Xie Yufeng is angry in his heart, but sometimes in front of everyone, the words will not be said like this: "Mom, what are you talking about!" ”

"Yufeng, don't protect that woman. Your sister is not wrong, she married this one yesterday, and she will marry that one tomorrow......"

"Mom!" Xie Yufeng's tone sank: "Don't say it again!" ”

From a moral point of view, there is no fault for this to happen.

If you really want to take it out, no one will have a shame on their faces.

Seeing that her son was unhappy, He Zhirong couldn't bear it, but she was even more angry: "I don't care, anyway, I don't like to see these two people!" ”

"It's said today," Xie Shuchen took a tissue and wiped his mouth slowly: "I came back with Luo Luo today, in fact, I want to give you one last chance." Now it seems that there is no need to keep your hands in the future. ”

He Zhirong raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?" ”

"The meaning is clear." Xie Shuchen looked at Ling Siming: "Uncle Ling, are you sure you don't recognize Luo Luo's daughter?" ”

Ling Siming's heart tightened, his mouth trembled, and he glanced at his wife.

"Don't ask, it's all a foregone conclusion." Her husband didn't speak, and Ye Yuqin couldn't wait to speak: "Such a daughter, the Ling family can't afford it!" ”

The wound hadn't healed yet, and then another knife stabbed in, causing Ling Luo's face to turn pale all of a sudden.

His hand was clenched into a fist, and his teeth seemed to be about to be crushed, and Ling Luo suppressed the churning in his chest.

"Shuchen, if you and Ling Luo appeared today for the purpose of this, then you have already got the answer now. You leave. He Zhirong said coldly.

Xie Shuchen smiled faintly: "Very good." Before Luo Luo and I left, we wanted to give a gift to Uncle Ling. ”

Ling Siming was slightly stunned, and a bad premonition suddenly flashed in his heart!

It's like a storm is coming.

Xie Shuchen looked at the time: "A minute later, Ling's Entertainment's stock fell by five points. ”

Ling Siming looked surprised at first, and then laughed: "Shuchen, you are a little too joking. Ling's stock market has always been stable, how could it suddenly fall, hahaha! ”

Hey, this kid who dares to love the scribe is mad and doesn't choose what to say.

"I think some people are really in the water." Xie Yueyue rolled her eyes.

Xie Shuchen ignored the person opposite, turned his head and shook his wife's hand: "Luo Luo, let's go." ”

Ling Luo gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Get out of here, get out of here, save your eyes from sin." Finally drove away the two plague gods, Xie Yueyue sang happily.

Ling Siming wanted to say something, but then the mobile phone rang, and after glancing at the caller number, he frowned slightly.

"Ann,...... What the?! Ling Siming's face changed suddenly: "Five points down?" When was this?! ”